Chapter 868 – Dallae’s Diary (2)

『Day 7.

I’ve been confined in this place for about a week. I think I’ve finally figured out the rules of this space.

The man who called himself a prison guard went out, leaving me behind. He left a message saying he would return in a week.
I don’t know what he was going to do for a week, but it was an opportunity for me. It was like I had a week of free time when I could act without worrying about what that man thought. An opportunity to find out the purpose of this space and that man.』

“I guess you really liked your vacation? “If you look at the fact that from the first page, you excitedly wrote that you can spend a week without worrying about what I think.”

“… “I’m sorry!!”

“I have nothing to apologize for. You said you didn’t even write it down to show me in the first place? If I were to be honest, it’s normal for you to be angry because I’m spying on your diary without permission. Isn’t that right?”

“… Oh, no! I was able to write a diary thanks to the paper and fountain pen that the prison guard gave me, so no matter what I write in my diary, the prison guard has the right to read it!”

“…”

Since the first page said something a little arrogant, I took a peek at my inner thoughts, and was surprised to get an answer that was more standard than I expected.

We gave them about a week of vacation, so I expected them to relax to some extent and prepared to go back to training, but they still seemed to be more disciplined than I expected.

Of course, it could have just been the relaxation that comes from the body itself becoming somewhat more comfortable. When you actually enter ‘education’ again, you might start to show the same resistant attitude as before.

She felt that she could not yet fully understand No. 2’s actions, and confirmed the woman’s loyalty with a light command.

“Bridge.”

“… Yes?”

“Don’t you know bridge posture?”

“S-sorry!!”

Number 2 belatedly realized what I meant and quickly laid down on his back on the floor.

It was Geumdallae doing the naked bridge pose, lying down looking at the sky, placing the palms and soles of the feet on the floor, and then lifting the upper body and thighs into the air.

I was thinking of hitting him in the stomach if he stupidly asked me one more time, but seeing that he understood so quickly, I didn’t think punishment would be necessary.

Of course, less than 30 minutes had passed since we last had a proper conversation after a week of vacation, so we couldn’t be sure whether No. 2’s personality had changed or not based on this alone. No matter how much you dislike someone, fawning over them for a few hours is something anyone can do.

“Can I do it like this?”

“Yes, keep that posture. Until I read everything in your diary.”

“… “I understand, prison guard.”

“And from now on, write ‘prison guard’ in your diary. “You wouldn’t feel unfair if I punished you for this, right?”

“No! It’s not unfair, prison guard!”

“Okay. Since this is what you wrote in your diary, not what you said out loud, I am accepting it as this. Still, I kept saying I was a prison guard. “I’m a person who doesn’t bother touching people as long as I keep what I have to protect.”

“Yes! “I know!”

While maintaining her naked bridge posture, she looked down at No. 2, who responded with a confident answer, and carefully read the following contents of her diary.

It was a process to see at what point this woman would take off her mask and reveal her true colors.

『After the man disappeared, he checked various structures in the room.
First, the door. Of course, he knew it was locked, but he still tested it. Huh. It’s locked. But even if it was open, he probably wouldn’t have gone out.
Anyway, in my current state, even if I could escape, I had no means of returning home. If this is not near Seoul or Geumhyang Shinga’s mansion, especially if it is somewhere remote in the mountains or forests. Going out naked without anything would be a dangerous decision.

And it wasn’t a good way to escape in the long run. This was a man who kidnapped me overnight without anyone knowing.

Even if you were lucky and managed to escape, there was a possibility that you would be caught again at any time. And if that happens, then it will probably be impossible to get a second chance.

First, let’s listen carefully to what the man says. Because there was no harm in looking hateful for no reason.』

After that, there was a record of how many times he was punished on both sides of his chest, solar plexus, abdomen, and clitoris.

I wrote down 3 strokes of sperm to be applied to each, but seeing that only the clitoris was cut off at 2 strokes, it is possible that he collapsed after hitting the clitoris three times or gave up just before that.

‘Bell. ‘Can I ask you something?’

“Huh. What is it, master?”

‘Do you remember the thoughts or feelings No. 2 had when he wrote his diary? There is a possibility that I deliberately wrote the diary while pretending to be a good listener, assuming that I was reading my own diary like this.’

“Well. At first, I was curious to see what he was writing, so I took a peek, but he didn’t seem to have any serious thoughts.”

‘… Really?’

“I guess it’s true that I said earlier that it was messy because I didn’t want to show it? At least I don’t think I wrote it to show you. Ah, but I think I saw him erase the expression a few times and rewrite it because he thought about that possibility.”

‘Okay. Thank you for letting me know.’

According to Bell’s words, this article could be seen as a writing that calmly wrote about Geumdallae’s feelings, while also taking into account the possibility that it would be seen by me.

You may not be able to 100% trust everything in the diary, but you can interpret at least half of it as a reflection of your true feelings.

The part where he said he wouldn’t escape and the part where he said to listen carefully to what I said were probably not lies. If I had simply written that down, I would have thought he was acting as a fake surrender to reassure me, but objectively analyzing and writing down the reasons for not being able to escape somehow added credibility.

… Still, attempting to open the door was subject to punishment. I had no intention of going beyond the fact that I had attempted to find out the possibility of escape.

“Confirming that the door was locked means that you thought about leaving if the door opened?”

“… “I thought about it.”

-Nodding.

“Ugh… !!”

“Don’t break your posture.”

“Khehe, yes, yes…” !!”

Number 2 immediately became short of breath when my weight was placed on his stomach in the bridge position.

Still, I see that he is desperately maintaining his posture, and it looks like he is trying somehow to express that he is still submitting to me.

The contents of the diary after that felt almost similar. From ‘Day 8’ to ‘Day 13’. What was written in the diary was simply a record of how the day went by.

I ate biscuits and water sparingly for two meals a day. I also got used to urinating through the narrow opening of a plastic bottle. I felt comfortable again that I didn’t have to be tied down.

I wanted to give up because the self-punishment was painful, but it was still worth holding on to compared to yesterday. Each part of the corporal punishment was beaten several times. This space was empty but not busy. Diaries that start with the same introduction.

However, what is similar is only the beginning of how I spent my daily life in this way, and there were slight variations in the details of the diary.

『After receiving my own corporal punishment, I spent the remaining time writing a report to show to the man. A report containing information about the golden rose he asked about earlier. I still don’t know where you plan to use the information I told you last time, but I guess the fact that I gave you paper and pen means that you should write down the information I told you back then.

Fortunately, there were countless things I could write about golden roses. I wanted to write down every single detail of that damn bitch’s movements, but if I did that, I wouldn’t have enough paper. Instead, write down only the information that the man could use. Things like the golden rose’s weaknesses and dislikes. Any information that could definitely push that bitch to destruction was good.』

『I don’t know how much I should write about the Golden Rose Weakness Report. First, it seems clear that you want information about Geumjangmi, but would you like it more if I also wrote down Geumhyang’s internal information?

First, let’s write down the information about Geumhyang Shinga Mansion. This content is almost entirely about me and the golden rose. Still, most of it was information about the golden rose. There is no need to write down every single piece of information about me. To that man, I must already be a caught fish. Still, let’s write down some of my weaknesses to prove that I can stick to him at any time. If you say you need more, you can tell me everything then.』

『After about ten days of being trapped in this place, my body began to adapt. Is it true that humans are creatures of adaptation? Of course, I still absolutely hate corporal punishment. Since I ordered it, I’m still carrying it out.

By now, Geumhyang may have been busy trying to find my missing trace. Maybe he’s looking for me even more urgently than when Nari ran away from home. If you find me in Geumhyang, will you be able to escape from this space as well?

I don’t know how long it’s been since I had a non-busy daily life. Aside from the pain and the tasteless food, there were some things that were better than living outside. When I thought about it, it hurt the same way even when I was outside. Golden Rose, that fucking bitch.』